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Asteria - Too Many Lines Sped Up Lyrics

[Intro: kets4eki & asteria]
Poppin', every day we poppin'
Every day we poppin', every day we poppin'
E-E-E-E-E-Poppin', every day we poppin'
Every day we poppin', every day we po-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o—
Everybody want something from me
Had to cut them off, man, can't you see?
Everybody want something from me
Had to cut them off, man, can't you see?

[Chorus: asteria]
I can't feel my face, had too many lines
The party lame, then say my name, we make these hoes lose their minds
I know you tryna have some fun, hit the club all the time
Let's drink some wine, get fucking drunk, like our last day alive
I-I-I-I can't feel my face, had too many lines
The party lame, then say my name, we make these hoes lose their minds
I know you tryna have some fun, hit the club all the time
Let's drink some wine, get fucking drunk, like our last day alive

[Verse: kets4eki]
Every show, we crunk as fuck, bitches want me, bring 'em out
P-Put some molly in my cup, put some more, bitch, double up
G-Got two baddies by my side, making money, living life
Every day, we gettin’ high, popping perkies all the time
Poppin’, every day we poppin'
Every day we poppin’, every day we poppin'
E-E-E-E-E-Poppin', every day we poppin'
Every day we poppin', every day we po-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o—
[Refrain: asteria]
(Where the fuck's your mi—i—i-i-i-ind?)
(Where the fuck's your mi—i—i-i-i-ind?)
(Where the fuck's your mi—i—i-i-i-ind?)
(Where the fuck's your mi—i-i-ind)
(I-I-I-I-I can't feel my face, had too many lines)
(The party lame, then say my name, we make these hoes lose their minds)
(I know you tryna have some fun, hit the club all the time)
(Let's drink some wine, get fucking drunk, like our last day alive)

[Chorus: asteria]
I can't feel my face, had too many lines
The party lame, then say my name, we make these hoes lose their minds
I know you tryna have some fun, hit the club all the time
Let's drink some wine, get fucking drunk, like our last day alive
I-I-I-I can't feel my face, had too many lines
The party lame, then say my name, we make these hoes lose their minds
I know you tryna have some fun, hit the club all the time
Let's drink some wine, get fucking drunk, like our last day alive

[Outro: asteria]
(Where the—where the—where the fuck's your mi—i-i-i-i-ind?)